Are you taking it in
Each word, every phrase
Not put off
By the sun's morning blaze
Not disturbed much
By the noise all around
Of passenger's chatter
And the train's rumbling sound
But you looked up, I noticed
When we sat opposite you
And I scanned the title
Of your book, greyish blue
It is having any effect
As the journey goes on
Digesting the pages
Filled with love and passion
You look outwardly calm
But are you stirring inside
Sunglasses stop me seeing
If your eyes go a little wide
Book's packed away now
This must be your station
But did the book take you
To your destination
But before you depart
One question, if I may
Have you absorbed everything now
After reading Fifty Shades of Grey
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